Chloe: I'm not going to stay here anymore. You're no man but a coward! She yelled all this on his face venomously, his eyes darkened more on her statement. The black orbs shining with so much intensity that she felt her legs going weak. In an instant his fingers wrapped around her neck and he was choking her. Her eyes widened, and a gasp left her mouth. She tried to pry his hand off but it was of no use. It became difficult for her to breath. Her face became red. Andrew: Tonight I'll make sure that you'll never be able to leave me. In complete rage he wrapped his fingers around her neck and was choking her ruthlessly. When he saw her struggles stop and she closed her eyes as if waiting for death to come. He threw her on the bed. Andrew: I won't even let death to take you away from me.
34 Erotica Short Stories Story # 1: All Night Rodeo Story # 2: Swept Off Her Feet Story # 3: Dripping Wet Story # 4: Big Spender Story # 5: A Good Girl Gone Bad Story # 6: Dominated Behind Closed Doors Story # 7: Dominated In Every Position Story # 8: Image It Story # 9: Penetrated Story # 10: Friends with Benefits Story # 11: Climax Rush Story # 12: Ring Girls Story # 13: Wanna Come? Story # 14: Theresa’s True Passion Story # 15: Dirty Money Story # 16: Bumper to Bumper Story # 17: Tropical Pleasure Story # 18: Striptease Story # 19: Beauty and the Billionaire Story # 20: Licked Clean Story # 21: All Filled Up Story # 22: Cassandra’s Knock Out Story # 23: Love After War Story # 24: Tempted to Touch Story # 25: A Dance with the Billionaire Story # 26: Her First Time Story # 27: Cabana Boys Story # 28: Catching the Bouquet Story # 29: What’s Yours is Mine Story # 30: Pillow Queen Story # 31: Menage A Trois Story # 32: Bicurious Temptation Story # 33: Sexually Obsessed Story # 34: Spread Open WARNING: STEAMY CONTENT. READING DEVICE MAY MELT. HAPPY EVER AFTER ENDING IN EVERY STORY. NO CLIFFHANGERS. ALL CHARACTERS ARE OVER THE AGE OF 18.
"Where will you hide, doll?" His deep raspy voice resonated in an empty dark classroom. Her heart thudded in her ears. Her feet involuntarily moved back, shoulders shrinking in fear as he took threatening steps toward her like a predator. "N-no..." She stuttered, chin-wobbling lips trembling. The certainty of her being alone in the presence of this beast-like man had her legs going jello. Emma was scared. So damn scared. "You can\'t deny me, Belle. I\'m your mate. You\'re f*****g mine!" He growled lowly. *** Naive girl✅ Alpha male ✅ Erotica✅ Hot Romance✅ Student and Teacher✅ Werewolf ✅ Warning ⚠️ 18+
“There's that guy again, Regan. Look.” I looked up to see the guy Shaquanna was referring to. He was the same guy who'd been coming into the coffee shop where I worked as a waitress every day. I didn't think anything of it. He was probably new in town or just passing through. He shuffled in and sat down in a booth near the window. He carried a green duffel bag that he dropped on the booth seat next to him. I figured he must be military because his green looked Army issue. I took a moment to study him. His medium brown hair was thick and in need of a haircut. Dark stubble marred his jaw and from this far away, I couldn’t tell what color his eyes were. “He’s sitting in your section, Regan. As usual.” Shaquanna grinned suddenly. “Why, I think you got yourself a secret admirer,” she said in a fake southern drawl. She gave the man a closer look. “Your mystery man could seriously use a shower, shave, and a haircut.”
Mia loved her job. Writing an advice column for sexually troubled people was a task she was perfectly suited for. She had a therapy degree and an uncanny ability to place herself in other’s people’s shoes. Every day, her inbox greeted her with a new challenge. Monday morning was no exception. Mia read the sss seconds after dragging herself out of bed. She hadn’t had her coffee yet, but the sss’s explosive content jolted her wide awake. Dear Mia, After years of marriage, my husband and I had become accustomed to wild, passionate s*x night after night – sometimes up to three or four times a day. Taking a break from the sss, Mia fanned herself. “Three or four times a day?” she shouted. “Whew!” But lately things have changed. His hours at work have picked up, leaving him exhausted when he comes home at night. To put it bluntly, I want more. I’d love to return to the days of endless lovemaking between the two of us, the days where he would spend hours tickling my body with gentle strokes and licks until I simply couldn’t take it anymore. Mia leaned back in her chair easing her legs apart slowly. It was a challenge to keep her mind from drifting, but she somehow kept reading. The problem is I’m too shy to demand what I want from...
It started as an ordinary day at the grocery store. Boring as usual. Mrs. Miller came for her pills and footpads at eleven. Mrs. Chambers dropped in at twelve-thirty and poked around as usual, hoping something would happen to give her something to gossip about. And Amy sat at the front counter, watching all of this nothingness unfold, fighting off the urge to take an eight-hour nap. But at 12:45 something happened to wake her up and give Mrs. Chambers an actual reason to gossip. The mystery lady strolled in. Amy snapped at attention, watching her every move with wide-eyed curiosity. The lady’s petite but curvy frame was wrapped in black leather and lace. Her boots climbed nearly to her knees while her miniskirt didn’t quite get that far. Amy noted a bright red shade of lipstick on her full lips and hair that curled almost halfway down her back. Her look was racy for so early in the day. And for Crimson Valley, South Dakota, it was downright scandalous. She strutted through the breakfast aisle, whistling to herself like somebody without a care. Then she studied the...
Andrea Louise Servante and Alexander Cyx Zamora, tied by one bond they couldn't oppose no matter how hard they tried. They‘re bound in their responsibilities and duty as the heir of their families' business. And what ties them up was their grandparents, who suddenly announced their engagement that both families agreed on a long time ago. Alexander immediately refused because he already had someone he loved. While on the other hand, Andrea remained silent even though she also has someone she secretly loves. And to make things harder for both of them, the persons they secretly love suddenly announced that they got married to someone else, leaving them with no choices to choose from, no doors to run. All they could do was to go along with the plan that their grandparents made for them. At the same time, their hearts shattered into tiny million pieces. But, what if Alexander’s first love came back? What is he going to do? Will he choose the love he once lost, or will he stay with Andrea, who is slowly occupying space in his heart? Can Andrea hold on to their force relationship? Will she hold on to the tiny thread of hope that Alexander feels the same way she does for him? Can she keep up competing for his affection when her opponent is someone whom he used to love? Will their feelings for each other be enough to maintain their marriage that began with the intent to strengthen the ties of two families?
Mia loved her job. Writing an advice column for sexually troubled people was a task she was perfectly suited for. She had a therapy degree and an uncanny ability to place herself in other’s people’s shoes. Every day, her inbox greeted her with a new challenge. Monday morning was no exception. Mia read the sss seconds after dragging herself out of bed. She hadn’t had her coffee yet, but the sss’s explosive content jolted her wide awake. Dear Mia, After years of marriage, my husband and I had become accustomed to wild, passionate s*x night after night – sometimes up to three or four times a day. Taking a break from the sss, Mia fanned herself. “Three or four times a day?” she shouted. “Whew!” But lately things have changed. His hours at work have picked up, leaving him exhausted when he comes home at night. To put it bluntly, I want more. I’d love to return to the days of endless lovemaking between the two of us, the days where he would spend hours tickling my body with gentle strokes and licks until I simply couldn’t take it anymore. Mia leaned back in her chair easing her legs apart slowly. It was a challenge to keep her mind from drifting, but she somehow kept reading. The problem is I’m too shy to demand what I want from him. I usually just accept his neglect in silence, hoping that someday he’ll change. But he never does. If I’m lucky, we have s*x once a week, and even then it’s not very good. I want him to take his time and explore every area of my body. I want his lips, his tongue, his teeth savoring me all over, but he usually just wants to get it over with and to get back to sleep. Like I said, I’m shy, so I’m not so good at telling him what I want. Can you help me, Mia? Unsatisfied Frida Catching her breath, Mia considered... WARNING: THIS CONTENT IS INTENDED FOR MATURE AUDIENCES. 18+ ONLY.
24 Gay and Lesbian Short Stories Story 1: 50 Shades of Gay Story 2: Ring Girls Story 3: Hard Story 4: Theresa’s True Passion Story 5: Wanting My Best Friend Story 6: Bumper to Bumper Story 7: The Centerfold Story 8: Striptease Story 9: Worth the Wait Story 10: Cassandra’s Knockout Story 11: The Arresting Billionaire Story 12: Tempted to Touch Story 13: Middleman Story 14: Her First Time Story 15: Making Him Mine Story 16: Catching the Bouquet Story 17: Butt Naked Story 18: Pillow Queen Story 19: Three Men in the Woods Story 20: Bi-Curious Temptation Story 21: Stripped Naked Story 22: Spread Open Story 23: Coming In and Then Coming Out Story 24: Licked Clean WARNING: STEAMY CONTENT. READING DEVICE MAY MELT. HAPPY EVER AFTER ENDING IN EVERY STORY. NO CLIFFHANGERS. ALL CHARACTERS ARE OVER THE AGE OF 18.
Scarlett stared at the sign staked in the grass at the side of the highway. ‘Paradise Peak, population 1100,’ it read; a sign she hadn’t seen since her family had passed it on their way out. It was the same sign though, rickety and worn. It was a wonder the rotting legs hadn’t given out years ago. This was it. Just a few more minutes and she would be home. At the moment though, the idea of coming home seemed more daunting than comforting. Not for the first time on her eleven-hundred mile trek up the west coast, she wondered what the hell she was doing. This had seemed like a good idea six months ago in California. Now though, she couldn’t help but wonder if she’d gone just a smidge—or off her rocker—crazy. But it wasn’t crazy, she reassured herself. The oversized, glass-walled monstrosity her family had moved to in California had never felt much like home. Hell, she’d needed to use the intercom to call to the opposite side of the house. No, the quaint, ranch-style house she’d grown up in…that was home. Of course, home was situated in a place where everyone knew absolutely everything there is to know about…well…everyone. So, if she thought she could keep her homecoming quiet, she really was losing her marbles. Realizing she’d slowed to a crawl’s pace, she forced her foot down on the pedal. It was too late to change her mind now. Besides, it was entirely possible nobody would recognize her and she’d at least make it through the day before the Paradise Peak Gazette’s only reporter was banging down her door. She drove the half mile into town and stopped at the nearest...
“Ease up on the make-up, Brenda,” I said, turning my face away. “That’s way too much mascara.” Brenda gently turned my face back to hers. “Will you be still before you make me mess up?” “Are you sure you know what you’re doing?” I asked. I was trying to sit really still but it was hard. I wanted to see what I looked like. I never wore much make-up. I guess I never really needed it. Guys seemed to flock to me anyway without it. I hoped it would be that way this time too. “Of course I know what I’m doing,” Brenda snapped. “I did Kari’s make-up the last time. And she wasn’t complaining.” I chuckled. “Ok. Ok. I’m sorry. I just don’t want to look like a tramp or something. And I definitely don’t want this guy getting ideas and pawing all over me.” She put the finishing touches on the mascara and stepped back to admire her handiwork. ”Damn I’m good,” she exclaimed, clapping her hands. “You look hot, mama.” “Great,” I said with a frown. Just what I didn’t need. “Can I look now?” Brenda turned the chair so that I was facing the mirror. I barely recognized myself. Wow. I was….hot! “Whatcha think...?”
Does eternity exist? Does forever exist? Ano ba ang pakiramdam ng minamahal at nagmamahal? And what is love? Ano ba ang ibig sabihin nito? Paano at kailan mo nga ba masasabi na mahal mo na ang isang tao? Ano ang batayan at sukatan nito? Eris Cyllene Natividad, ang babaeng hindi naniniwala sa forever, eternity, at love. Simula nang maghiwalay ang kaniyang magulang ay binura na rin niya ang mga salitang ito sa kaniyang bokabularyo. Ngunit nagbago ito nang makilala niya si Eros Zen Mandela. Ang binatang kaagad na nagpahayag ng kaniyang pag-ibig sa dalaga, ilang araw matapos ang una nilang pag-uusap. Paulit-ulit na ipinahayag ni Eros ang pagmamahal sa dalaga. At hindi naman nabigo si Eros dahil matagumpay niyang nasungkit ang puso ni Eris Cyllene. Naging maganda ang takbo ng kanilang relasyon, ine-enjoy nila ang natitirang mga buwan nila bilang college students nang dumating ang problemang sumubok sa tatag at lalim ng pagmamahalan nila. Eris Cyllene was torn between her career goals, the man she loves, her life and her health. Ano ang dapat niyang piliin? Dapat ba niyang sundin ang kaniyang puso? O tama ba na piliin niya ang kaniyang sarili at pangarap?
“I'm never going to date again!” Sarah swore vehemently, standing in the middle of their hotel room, objecting to her best friend Callie's insistence on a “girl's night out.” “I'm going to join a nunnery, stave off men altogether. So I most certainly have no interest in hanging out at a bar where there will be scumbags aplenty,” she insisted petulantly. It really wasn't all men that Sarah was exasperated with, but rather the string of men she'd managed to attract who should have come with warning signs, like “Scumbag King,” “Super Sloth,” or “Lying, Cheating Dirt-bag.” “I'm not trying to find you a husband, Sarah...just a good lay. Or hell, a little flirting is fine with me,” Callie explained patiently. “You've been out of the game for months now. And I get it, you had some bad luck. But, it's time to get back on the horse—at least long enough to take one out for a ride.” Bad luck was an understatement in Sarah's opinion. In the past three years since graduating from college, she'd wound up dating a gambler who had maxed out her credit cards behind her back, and a deadbeat who, it turned out, was not a video game designer as he had said, but rather a fanatical video game player. The latest in her string of “bad luck,” a compulsive cheater who couldn't keep it in his pants—even in the midst of her twenty-fifth birthday celebration. She'd darted off to her bedroom to look for a sweater and ended up finding her sister riding her boyfriend like he was a bucking stallion. “Is this the line for pony rides?” Sarah had asked dryly before turning around and walking out of the house. She wasn't angry at her sister; Liz hadn't known the scumbag was her...
Can love overcome all obstacles in a relationship? Justine Aisha Green, isang senior high school student at na-in love sa kanyang schoolmate na si Sean. Matapos niyang mag-confess ng feelings niya rito at hindi nito ibalik ang sagot sa kanya ay sinubukan niya na lang itong kalimutan upang hindi na masaktan pa. But when she was about to give up and move on from her feelings for him, Sean came to tell her that he loves her too. Naging maganda ang umpisa ng relasyon nilang dalawa, ine-enjoy ang kabataan at mura nilang mga puso, ngunit sa hindi inaasahang pagkakataon, isang aksidente ang bigla na lang bumago sa kani-kanilang mga buhay. Waking up in a coma after so many years, hindi niya inaasahang ang pag-ibig niya kay Sean ay isa na lamang parte ng kahapon ng lahat at hindi na siya ang babaeng nasa puso nito kundi ang itinuring na niyang best friend mula pa noon. Will the accident lead their friendship and relationship to destruction or will it strengthen their love with each other? Will Justine overcome all the pain just to redeem back the love they’ve lost or will it be another reason to find her true love in the arms of someone else?
Taziem is a magnificent dragon: sexy, powerful, intelligent. Like other dragons, she hoards diamonds, but unlike other dragons, she covets knowledge as well. So when the local villagers offer her one of their younglings as a sacrifice, she decides to take it home with her and study it so she might learn all there is to know about humans. If the youngling satisfies her curiosity, she’ll set it free eventually. If it disappoints, she’ll feed it to her soon-to-be-born dragonets. As it so happens, the youngling is fearless, clever, and dragon-smart. She quickly exceeds Taziem’s wildest expectations and winds up bonding with the newborns. Lathwi, The Soft One, they call her, and accept her as a tanglemate. As they live and grow and play together, Lathwi forgets that she was ever human. After a time though, Taqziem must banish Lathwi from her territory for her own safety. Forced into the human world again, Lathwi begins a journey of re-discovery, stumbling onto a plot to revive dragonkind’s ancient nemesis. She withstands sorcerous attacks and an onslaught of demons, but without her mother’s help, she knows she cannot defeat the evil that threatens to consume the world. The question is, can she return to Taziem’s mountain in time to prevent an apocalypse?
I took a moment to look her over. She was pretty with her bouncy blond hair. She wasn’t a natural blond though and I wondered what her original hair color was. I found myself staring at her eyes though. Two shimmering pools of green blue. A girl could drown in them. WARNING: READING DEVICE MAY MELT DUE TO STEAMY LESBIAN CONTENT. ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18 AND UP.
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